She fell to her knees and loomed over me. “You shall accomplish so much greatness with my help.”
Her dick buried into my asshole. She popped her lips around it and sucked, her green eyes staring up at me. My lover’s eyes widened and she ground harder. I savored the burning bliss shooting down to my clit. Oh, yes, Adel.”
“My naughty Minx.” Her hips thrust hard. It was an alliance between a mix of human, halfling, and a single nixie cities, banded by treaties of mutual defense to stave off the more powerful kingdoms of Valya, Haz, and Thlin. “That’s it, slut.” I spread her butt-cheeks apart, revealing her puckered sphincter. The mage shuddered and gasped beneath me. She sucked loudly and noisily, bewitched by Chaun’s song. The Erinyes’s wings flapped hard. They were warm and soft. Slata, their goddess mother, did not want my ancestor’s sword reforged. I had judged him as an unlettered barbarian when I first met him.
